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<h1><a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/26756401">(Da)Party Foul</a> by <a class='authorlink' href='https://archiveofourown.org/users/el_perdedor/pseuds/el_perdedor'>el_perdedor</a></h1>

<table class="full">

<tr><td><b>Category:</b></td><td>World Wrestling Entertainment</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Genre:</b></td><td>Enemies to Lovers, dude lady enby pal doesnt matter, imagine the reader however you wish</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Language:</b></td><td>English</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Status:</b></td><td>Completed</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Published:</b></td><td>2020-10-01</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Updated:</b></td><td>2020-10-01</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Packaged:</b></td><td>2021-05-06 12:54:49</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Rating:</b></td><td>Teen And Up Audiences</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Warnings:</b></td><td>No Archive Warnings Apply</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Chapters:</b></td><td>1</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Words:</b></td><td>3,095</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Publisher:</b></td><td>archiveofourown.org</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Story URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/works/26756401</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Author URL:</b></td><td>https://archiveofourown.org/users/el_perdedor/pseuds/el_perdedor</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Summary:</b></td><td><div class="userstuff">
              <p>you and tyler do not get along, he's constantly getting under your skin. cesaro cant make it for daparty uno and you have to fill in.<br/>sexual tension happens.<br/>austin is Over It and kicks you guys out to go resolve it.<br/>yeah i didnt explain this well but whatever</p>
            </div></td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Relationships:</b></td><td>Tyler Breeze/Reader</td></tr>

<tr><td><b>Kudos:</b></td><td>7</td></tr>

</table>

<a name="section0001"><h2>(Da)Party Foul</h2></a>
<div class="story"><div class="fff_chapter_notes fff_head_notes"><b>Author's Note:</b><blockquote class="userstuff">
      <p>para anon on the tumblrs thank you so much this idea is so fucking funny to me man i loved it<br/>yet again my title is dumb as FUCK</p>
    </blockquote></div><div class="userstuff module">
    
    <p>
  <span>"Thanks for doing the edits this week, I have no clue what we'd do without you." Austin thanked you, letting out a deep sigh of relief into the phone. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"You wouldn't have this video out so soon that's for sure." You answered with a smile. "It's no problem. I like working with you guys." Austin was silent for a long moment and you rolled your eyes, picturing his knowing expression. "Shut up." He laughed that infectious cackle that had you smiling again just a little bit. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"I didn't say anything! Anyways I'm sure you don't wanna stay for the video either right?" Austin knew what you were most likely gonna say, having extended the offer multiple times before. You shook your head even if he couldn't see it. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Sorry, I don't want to ruin it by arguing with–" </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hey, sunshine. Miss me?" Tyler hooked his arm over your shoulders, smirking obnoxiously and totally disregarding the fact that you were on the phone. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Son of a bitch." You said under your breath, Austin laughing even louder this time. You tossed his arm away with a grimace. "If you will excuse me I am on the phone and you are not important enough to interrupt my conversation for." You deadpanned, putting some much needed distance between you and him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Yeah right, you can't resist me. Too bad you're not my type." Tyler patted your cheek and you brushed past him, beginning to walk away.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"I look forward to hearing you cheer me on later, sunshine!" Tyler blew a kiss when you turned around and you sidestepped it. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Not on your life. And stop calling me sunshine!" You left to the sounds of Tyler's laughter at your back and Austin's ringing in your ear. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Not that it's not entertaining but how long are you guys gonna be at each other's throats?" Austin asked after getting himself under control. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"There's no way I'm getting along with that guy." You said with finality. There was no way. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Suuuuuure, whatever you say." Austin responded and you ran a hand down your face. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Just remember to send me the footage right away." You switched the topic making Austin cackle again but he let it slide, moving on and allowing the thoughts of Breeze to finally leave your mind. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>÷</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>You were finally finished with all the work you had backstage, the show went smoothly and, not that you cared, but Tyler Breeze won his match, now you were heading out. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Not before running into Breeze again. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Sunshine!" </span>
  <em>
    <span>Fuck! </span>
  </em>
  <span>Yet again Tyler slung his arm around your shoulders and yanked you into his side causing you to stumble and steady yourself with a hand on his chest. Once you regained your footing you pushed Tyler back and continued walking, Breeze staying in line with you. "Did you hear?" He asked, you glanced over at him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Are you trying to gloat about your win?" You gritted out, which was a mistake given Tyler's smirk. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Nope. But thanks for admitting you </span>
  <em>
    <span>were</span>
  </em>
  <span> watching my match." You turned your head away and clenched your jaw. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"It's my job…" You said. It was true, you needed to make sure the show went as it was supposed to but it felt weird to say, as if it were a lie. "Whatever, what was I supposed to have heard then?" You pressed on ignoring the strange thought. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Well turns out Cesaro is busy, I don't know what the hell he's doing but he can't make it for Uno and we need a fourth." Tyler explained and you frowned. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"And this affects me how?" Having a different person wouldn't change the fact that you'd still have to edit it. Tyler opened his mouth to answer but your phone began to ring cutting him off. You picked it up, seeing Austin's face on the screen, and answered before Tyler could continue. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hey, what's up?" </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hey! Y/N so I know you said you didn't want to stay for the video…" </span>
  <em>
    <span>Oh shit. </span>
  </em>
  <span>"But it would help out so so much if you filled in for Claudio, please?" Austin was practically begging and you sighed, you couldn't say no to him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Alright fine but don't blame me if it ends up a shit show." You glanced over at Tyler who was still walking with you. He winked causing you to sigh again, this time in deep frustration.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"When is it not." Austin pointed out. You couldn’t debate that. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yeah alright I’ll see you later then I guess.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Thank you, you’re a lifesaver.” You ran a hand through your hair trying to calm yourself. Your arm brushing against Tyler which you quickly pulled back keeping your eyes forward despite the confusing urge to look over at him again. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yeah I know, bye.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Bye, Y/N!” You hung up and pocketed your phone. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Too bad, Claudio is way funnier than you.” Tyler caught an elbow in his side for that before you rushed off without him. Finally you left the arena to collect yourself before what would most definitely be a disaster of an UpUpDownDown episode. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>×</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>You collapsed on your bed and stared at the ceiling, finally relaxing for all of two seconds before you heard a knock on your room door. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“What the fuck.” You groaned and pulled yourself up swinging the door open to reveal, I mean who else. “Damnit, how do you know my room number?” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I asked.” Tyler explained as he leaned against the door frame. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“That’s creepy.” You didn’t even want to know who Tyler asked to get this information, you were too annoyed that your peace was so immediately disturbed. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Where’re you playing?” Tyler asked, you narrowed your eyes in slight confusion. Why did he care where you were gonna be? </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Probably the desk. Why?” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Wanna do it together?” Your eyes narrowed further as you could not figure out Tyler’s intentions. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“No, it’ll mess up the audio and I don’t wanna deal, I still have to edit this.” You explained and Tyler nodded. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yeah, right. Well I’m still gonna kick your ass so I guess it doesn’t matter.” Tyler smirked much more like himself. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Whatever I’m going for Adam.” Tyler burst out laughing at that. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“You’re not even going for yourself?!” You crossed your arms over your chest, willing your expression to remain neutral. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“No, I’m just trying to fuck you over and watch Adam win.” Tyler shook his head. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Oh we’ll see about that.” Tyler pushed off the doorframe and took a step back. “I’m gonna win just to spite you, and Austin. You’re just giving me more motivational spite sunshine.” He pointed a finger in your face and you batted it down. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Just get out of here, I need some peace and quiet before this shit goes down.” He took another step back but pointed back at you as he began to leave. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“You’re going down.” He announced and you rolled your eyes. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Cole’s gonna beat you.” You shot back and closed the door leaving you again in silence. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>+</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Welcome to UpUpDownDown I am your host Austin Creed and you know it’s time for another DaParty day of Uno! We got Chugs here.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Hey everybody wassup.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“We got a Special Guest, very special here we got Y/N a.k.a. [give yourself a gamer tag]! Give it up!” Austin introduced. You didn’t often participate in videos but you liked the environment besides Breeze. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Claudio bailed so here I am.” Austin and Adam both laughed while Tyler leaned into his mic, you already knew to say some shit. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I already miss him, now we’re stuck with Y/N.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Shut up Breeze.” You shook your head. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yeah and Tyler Breeze is here.” Austin mumbled. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“YEEEEEEAAAAH!” Tyler yelled into his mic and you pulled your headphones away from your ears. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Get away from your mic dude!” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Don’t pretend you don’t love the sound of my voice.” Tyler whispered into the mic. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“That was so creepy dude.” Adam said, making Austin laugh again. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Super creepy.” Austin agreed in between his chuckles. “Alright let’s get into this Uno, how bout we let our Special Guest pick the deck.” He suggested. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yo Chugs, what hand do you want?” You smiled and Tyler pointed at the screen. </span>
</p><p>
  <span>“No alliance! That’s cheating!” He accused, confusing Austin and Adam who were unaware of your previous conversation.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I’m just asking him what deck he wants, chill.” You said but covered your mouth with your hand where a smile was beginning to grow. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“We haven’t even started! There’s already an alliance?” Austin asked, Adam looking around confused. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Are we alliancing, because I don’t even know about it.” Austin cackled again, Tyler still looking on with an accusing scowl. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Alright let’s do the [dolphin noise] winter deck. But yeah I do want Cole to win.” You revealed. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Yeeeah, Chuuuuugs!” Adam fist pumped and you laughed. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“What? Why, why?” Austin questioned while he set up the game and fixed everyone’s positioning on screen. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I just don’t want Breeze to win, and I don’t care about winning. I'm not a regular here.” You shrugged and Adam smiled and did a little victory dance. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Why wouldn’t you want Me to win?” Austin was offended. You shrugged again and Tyler shook his head, the game already started. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Wait, wait! I’m behind Y/N?! Someone reverse! Reverse!” Tyler pleaded, the game just barely starting but giving you perfect positioning to sabotage him.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“What color, Chugs?” Now you were just shamelessly helping him out as you lay down a +4 wild.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Oh c’mon!” Austin complained but you ignored it. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Uuuuuuh, green?” You clicked green, you knew what’s gonna happen. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“CHALLENGE!” Everyone laughed as his challenge failed and six cards made their way into Breeze’s hand getting his total to 12. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“God Chugs is down to three Y/N why???” Austin threw his hands up, only to slam one back down on his keyboard. “JUMP IN! Oh god just made it.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Tyler narrowed his eyes at you as you took your next turn. </span>
</p><p>
  <span>“How dare you sunshine, how dare you.” The positions were flipped, usually it was Tyler trying (and succeeding) to rile you up. You winked and blew him a kiss. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Sorry Breezy, can’t have you winning and making that head of yours bigger.” Adam was happily looking through his hand to notice but Austin was incredibly aware of you and Tyler’s heated gaze, despite being on video call it was easy to tell it was directed at each other. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Aaaand bop.” Adam broke the growing tension with a good old bop. A solid three to Austin with a smile.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>It was at most a few seconds but your focus was so wholly on annoying Tyler that it felt much longer and Adam’s oblivious bop had you shaking your head slightly and concentrating back on the cards. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Sunshine, I swear…” Tyler’s voice brought you back and you noticed Adam had one card left. The sinister smile returned to your face and Tyler’s face fell. “Sunshine don’t do it!” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Call me sunshine again, I dare you.” You challenged, raising an eyebrow. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Tyler don’t please.” Austin begged, knowing the danger but Tyler had no respect for people who didn’t challenge. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Challenge sunshine!” Tyler slammed his hand down and you dropped another wild. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Adam?” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Red!” He cheered, ready to be handed this victory already doing a cute little dance in his seat.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“CHALLENGE CHALLENGE CHALLENGE!” Tyler shouted into his mic slamming down on the challenge button. Austin looked on in terrible suspension while you schooled your expression as much as possible. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Plus six cards to Tyler’s hand and Adam laid his final card down in victory. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“And that’s a win for Chugs!” He danced in celebration and you couldn’t suppress your smile any longer. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Sunshine! This is your fault!” Tyler again pointed at the screen at you in accusation. You shrugged through your laughter. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I am dismantling the Tyler Breeze ego.” You proclaimed pushing Austin was at his limit. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Okay you guys have too much tension going on and it’s messing with my game so you need to go resolve it! I will literally edited out however long it takes–” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I think you mean I’ll edit it out.” You interrupt. Austin closed his eyes and took a moment to collect himself.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Go settle yourselves!” He scolded and cut you both out of the Skype call. You had no clue what to do, especially because you didn’t even know where Breeze was. But it really didn’t matter because for the second time that night Tyler was knocking on your room door. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>You sighed and stood up to open the door. Unsurprisingly Tyler was smirking at the door yet again. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Sunshine…” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Oh my god shut up.” You dragged him into the room and sat him down. He laughed and shook his head. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t side with Adam against me.” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“This wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t such a cocky asshole.” You responded and, like a cocky asshole, he leaned back on his hands on the bed to respond some asshole shit.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I know you’re into it.” He joked and you surged forward from your desk chair, gripping the front of his shirt and bringing you both face to face. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“You know what?” Quite honestly you didn’t even know what because suddenly Breeze was being tugged forward and his lips were on yours. Nothing registered in your mind until Tyler started kissing back after recovering from his shock. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>You were not expecting this to happen. It was a complete impulse move and now you were kissing the obnoxious bastard who always got your riled up and annoyed the shit out of you. And you didn’t hate it. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Your grip on his shirt softened until your hands were simply resting on his chest while Tyler’s hands came up to cup your face. You tilted your head just a bit and pressed yourself closer humming into the kiss. One of Tyler’s hands trailed down your back and guided you onto his lap so you were straddling him. You opened your mouth, swiping your tongue against his lip. Tyler moaned at the action then pulled back abruptly. You attempted to re-engage but he held you back. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“What’s happening right now?” Tyler asked, sounding unsure, something you’ve never heard from him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“We were making out but you sorta ruined it.” Breeze chuckled slightly at that but his face grew serious again so you waited. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I thought you hated me…” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I did…” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“And suddenly you don’t?” </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“No, I still hate you.” Tyler looked hurt at that and you sighed, pressing your forehead against his.</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I hate that you were right this whole time.” He cocked an eyebrow, </span>
  <em>
    <span>fuck he’s really gonna make me say it. </span>
  </em>
  <span>“Maybe… maybe I am into you you asshole.” That stupid, annoying smile grew on his face you just wanted to smack it off and then kiss him again, but you didn’t. You weren’t gonna admit something without making him do so also. “Buuuut, I think </span>
  <em>
    <span>someone </span>
  </em>
  <span>was moaning pretty loud while kissing someone who’s ‘not his type’.” You raised your eyebrows and began laughing as Tyler’s cheeks flushed. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“Fine! You’re sort of my type.” He admitted, making you chuckle a little more. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“I know.” Tyler scoffed. “Dude you’re always touching me.” You explained and Tyler began rubbing up and down your spine. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>“You’re so tempting sunshine.” He began pulling you back towards him with a hand at the back of your neck, both of you smiling as your lips reconnected. This time it was slower, more deliberate and it really officially sank in that… yeah okay maybe you really didn’t hate him, at least not </span>
  <em>
    <span>that much. </span>
  </em>
  <span>It was an easier path to take, one that didn’t involve thinking at all. But strangely, neither did kissing him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Now you were thinking too much so you stopped and slid your tongue in between his lips causing Tyler to moan again. You vaguely registered that DaParty still needed to get filmed and then Tyler ran his hands down your back, grabbing at your hips and massaging into the skin and you completely forgot about it. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Until your phone rang and vibrated on the desk. You groaned again but took your time, kissing Tyler still while you slowly got off his lap until you finally tore yourself away. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>Austin's face was on the screen and you picked it up. </span>
</p><p>
  <span>"What?" </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Woah, just making sure you guys haven't killed each other. What were you guys doing? Me and Chugs are getting bored." Austin asked. You looked over at Tyler who smiled back at you. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Uuuuuuuh…" You pulled the phone away from you ear and covered it. "What were we doing?" You whispered, trying to get input. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"We were making out." Tyler unhelpfully parroted your words back to you. You shot him an unamused look. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Is that what you want me to say?" You lifted your eyebrows and he shrugged. "God I hate you."</span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"No you don't." Tyler smiled a shit eating grin as you placed the phone back against your ear, rolling your eyes. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hello???" Austin asked, not sure why you had cut out. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hey sorry, we were uuh… making out?" There was silence on the other end for a moment before Austin's laughter erupted in your ear. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Wait… are you… serious?!" He asked in between laughs. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Uh yeah?" Austin cackled harder. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"They were making out!" He said, no doubt letting Adam in on this. "I knew all that bickering wasn't real!" You covered your face with your free hand. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Whatever let's just film this fucking video." Austin was just non stop laughing now. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Are you sure you don't want </span>
  <em>
    <span>more time</span>
  </em>
  <span>?" He accentuated those last two words with a highly insinuating tone. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Nope we're good just put us back in the goddamn Skype." You walked over to Tyler and grabbed his arm, dragging him out of the room. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Hey what the hell!" He pouted as you opened the door and pushed him out. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"Go back to your room." You told him as you pulled the phone away again. "I'll see you later." Tyler looked like he was gonna say something but you closed the door. </span>
  <em>
    <span>Wait shit.</span>
  </em>
  <span> You opened it back up placing one last kiss to Tyler's lips before pulling back at smiling at him. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"I'm still gonna kick your ass at Uno, sunshine." Breeze smirked. </span>
</p><p> </p><p>
  <span>"I'm still going for Cole, Breezy." You watched as he began laugh as he walked away, closing the door much slower this time before walking back to the desk, for the first time happy to see Tyler Breeze on your screen. </span>
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  </div><div class="fff_chapter_notes fff_foot_notes"><b>Author's Note:</b><blockquote class="userstuff"><p>the reader going for adam was self indulgent i always want him to win<br/>tumblr @junglecassidy</p></blockquote></div></div>
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